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Anonymous

"Moorish Literature"

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She prepared the pancakes and the eggs and served them with the food.
"O my sister," cried Ou Ali, "my friend does not like eggs; bring us some
water." She went to get the water. As soon as she had gone, Ali took an egg
and put it into his mouth. When the woman returned, he made such efforts to
give it up that he was all out of breath. The repast was finished, and Ali
had not eaten anything. Ou Ali said to his sister: "O my sister, my friend
is ill; bring me a skewer." She brought him a skewer, which he put into the
fire. When the skewer was red with the heat, Ou Ali seized it and applied
it to the cheek of Ali. The latter uttered a cry, and rejected the egg.
"Truly," said the woman, "you do not like eggs."
The two friends started and arrived at a village.
"Let us go to my sister's house," said Ali to his friend. She received them
with open arms.
Ali said to her: "O my sister, prepare a good stew for us."
They placed themselves at the table at nightfall, and she served them with
food.
"O my sister," cried Ali, "my friend does not like stew.


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